The Dillon tribune., 1887-12-09

! his shoulder; he did not move. Then she
knew the big man had tainted. There was
ice water in the dining room, and quickly
| getting O glass, she turned his head SO as
| to bring the face outward, ana dashed u
little in it, The effect was immediate. He
opened his eyes and lifted his head. For
a moment he was quite dazed: then all
came back to him, and he staggered to his
feet.
II will uo." he said, heavily, half feel
! inn. half looking about him for his hat.
"No. indeed, my poor fellow!' cx-
claimed Mrs Ioring, mot yet. You must
! let me warm you some tea before you go
! out: am afraid you are not well.' And
she motioned him to sit down. Then he
saw the splash Of water on the table and
| the front of her dress (for she had spilled
| it in running), and putting his hand to his
shirt collar felt it there. He thought an
instant and the meaning came to him.
81 hey mex trooblc, he said, humbly;
II hev trayvel SO far, an hev sometime
not eat mush. an ma: heart dey's gone,"
and his voice broke.
Mrs. Loring was putting the tea on the
stove As he spoke. After stirring the fire
she sat down by him. II am sorry for
you,'' she said, earnestly. 'Iwish could
help you bear your trouble, but I am
afraid nobody can; but Tilda has been
wicked and tickle, and you must try to
forget her."
Nicholas wiuced; he could not hear the
rosy little woman that had SO long been
dear to him harshly spoken OF even now.
''Ef you please, Meesis Lo'ing, mebbe
some mar letters been los. Mebbe see
tink forgat hare, Gle vway SO lots odder
mans does.''
Mrs. Loring thought Indignation would
be a good tonic, and replied: mo; she
received every one OF your letters-one
every two weeks till she was married, and
since, for what know. But she said she
couldn't wait for man that loved bis
father and mother more than her."
The diversion was partly successful
''Ah, mar poor ole moder!" he exclaimed,
the blood mounting to his face. Pm
breeng hare fom all whut he tings see
know, an fom uvrytings see love, for
Tilda. An We leev mar failer in deys
grave fen dcys Likkista [cof1in] flowers is
not dead, for Tiltla! All. see never love
metz
mo-" said Mrs. Loring, ''I'm afraid
she never knew what true love was. And
your father is dead: Tell me about it,
''Tank YOU he said. "Dey's one
mont sence he die. He been seek uver
sence fen dat time ley sem for me. Dcy's
par'l'sis he hey. He kenenty walk, he
kenenty do noting wild hees hands, he
kenenty eat heself, an all whut tings he
knows ees fen he's hungry; an he's beeg
as ME, an mar moder kenenty leeft EN-,
SO got to stay. Den dat bank fare hev
all money whut hev save dey break, an
got no money; an kenenty work mush
fen my fader seek, an fen lie die we hev
debt an trooblc togeddcr. We hev o
small lands, an tale mar moder We sell
uvryting an com to America. See cry
an cry; but / tell see hcv promise, an l
love Tilda, an see hev vwated longer
time, so mar uloder com. Fen ve hev
sell all an pay lie debts We heventy mush,
an fen We got tickets OH de steamer an
de cars We got so lettle lef' dat all de way
comm VIC kenent cat lnush-so am a
schild yust now.'
''lou are u man-every inch-and O
good man," exclaimed Mrs. Loring, with
her eyes full Of tears; land girl like
Iilda don't deserve you. Tell me where
your good old mother is, and will 90 to
see her Tomorrow. You are sober and
Industrious, and you will soon have plenty
OF work, and till you get it you must let
lis help you. You can pay back every
cent we lend you with interest, If you
want to-" She added 'sAnd now drink
some tea aud cut somcthing.n AS she
spoke she set the tea and some bread and
butter and meat on the table; then, with
an "Ill he back directly" she tlisap-
peared, and busted herself in the stor2
room arranging a package of tea and sugar
and other little things that would be ap-
precatcd by an old woman. When she
thought he had had time to finish his sup
per she returned. Take these to your
mother" she said. An old person needs
little things that younger people can get
alon:; without, and it's too late now to get
anything; the stores will all be shut.''
AS line an instinct as Mrs. I.oring's own
helped Nicholas to accept the gift and the
kindly rslse together. saying. simply, as he
rose to go: ''Dey's way kind. Meesis
l.o'ing; see tank you way mush, an /
tank You for all whut dc tings you do for
me. got not SO much trooble fen got
you kindness.'
The next day Mrs. l.oring fulfilled her
promise of calling upon old Mrs. Jansen,
ana indeed Kept them both upon her mind
until Nicholas found steady work and
they were comfortably settled. Indeed
she never quite lost sight of them until
they lett the city to live elsewhere five
years Later for the old lady would come
every month or two to pay her respects,
and was employed by Mrs. I.oring to knit
mittens. etc, for the children, and some
times on Sunday She met the pair on their
way to church or walking in the after
noon, Nicholas always with his old
'aother on his arm. Never once did she
see Il younger woman with him.
But she did not see Tilda for over three
years from the day she left her and sun
posed she had left the city. more especially
as her husband had some Thought Of do
lls 50 When they were married But one